Nightmare Moon Human Novels & Stories

she said, her irritation fading into a smile as she grabbed her slides and took one last look in the mirror. The soft glow of her bedroom lanterns reflected off her ash-blonde hair, which she had twisted into a perfect, messy bun, with short curls framing her round face. Her pale purple eyes sparkled, flecked with hints of silver—a distinct mark of being Moon-Kissed. Soon, she thought, her mate would see her as she saw herself: beautiful, unique, a prize worthy of any Alpha’s daughter.

No one dares while Maddox’s wolf is still awake beneath his skin. “I am Rhea Moonmere,” she says, each word trembling but clear. “I am the woman who stood beside you when your council wanted obedience and you chose a bond. I am the woman you marked beneath a moonless sky while your hands shook because you were afraid of hurting me. I am the woman who knows you wake from nightmares and pretend you were only restless. I am your Luna, whether your records say it or not.” Maddox stares at her. For one suspended second, the whole hall seems to hold its breath.

My eyes remain fixed on the mural and it feels as if I am transported to a world beyond the one I am in at the moment. I gaze longingly at the child in the woman's arms, suddenly missing the warmth of my mother. The crimson moon catches my interest and I notice for the first time that instead of the shade of red I originally thought it is, it's a shade of fiery orange-red…like the sun at its brightest. The wolves surrounding the infant are stark white, a sharp contrast compared to the moon. They surround the child, not as a predator circling its prey but as guardians of the moon spirit.

"There are at least three other organizations now offering 'supernatural defense services.' Basically, mercenaries are enhanced with harvested abilities." "Blackthorne is hiring humans to fight his war?" Diana sounded disgusted. "That violates every supernatural law." "Blackthorne doesn't care about laws. He cares about winning." I felt cold fury building. "If he's willing to use enhanced humans, there are no rules anymore." Luna, still in my arms, went very still. Her eyes took on that distant, unfocused look that meant she was having a vision. "Luna? What do you see?" "Fire. Silver. Screaming." Her voice was monotone. "Humans with wolf faces. Not real wolves. Wrong wolves. They hurt people

Cassia cried until her makeup streaked down her face and no one came. Tomas whimpered between clenched teeth. Reed groaned through his swollen jaw. And MoonRiver held its breath. Because tomorrow, if Lillieth still slept, the pack would be starving, desperate, raw. And if she woke? Then the pack would witness what happened when an Alpha who swore he’d never bow to the Moon found out the Moon had already claimed him — and dared someone to touch what was his.

She hadn’t gotten everything she deserved yet. My tongue moved in and out of her, mimicking the thrusts I'd make if it were my dick inside her. I licked, sucked, and worshipped every inch of her coochie like it was sacred. Because, to me, it was. She was the Moon Goddess’s finest work, even though she was human, made by a different god... but since she was my Luna, she was automatically under the mercy of whoever I served. She was a living, breathing temple. And I had no intention of letting the blessings of worshipping her slip through my fingers.

I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!” Rowan grinned, saying mockingly, “I look forward to your return, your majesty!” As soon as his words fell off his mouth, his arm swiftly and accurately pierced my chest, precisely digging out my heart. Blooms of blood appeared on the bed sheet, like some kind of cruel artwork. “Moon Goddess, please give me a chance to be reborn!” I silently pleaded, just before my heart was harvested. At this moment, the dazzling full moon suddenly emitted a blinding white light.

“My father isn’t here. He never was. They killed him to try and find me. I am some Blood Moon Alpha. I didn’t want this…I never wanted this. I just wanted the truth, and now that I have it, I wish I hadn’t. I can’t save myself, but maybe I can save you all. If they can’t do their ritual, werewolves live. Find their altar and destroy it, or make it so I don’t die until after the next Blood Moon. You can do it yourself for all I care. I have tried to escape, but these chains aren’t chains. I can’t explain it, and I can’t break them. I can’t shift. My wolf tries to awaken, but she just doesn’t. Save the wolves, Frank.” “Sugar, now you listen. The Blood Moon is tonight. Stall and cause as much c

"Nothing much" "Your kind are the second most blessed creatures of the moon goddess, they were many, spreading themselves through out the lands. In their animal form, they had the strength of a lion, they were fast and mighty, their scent was strong but could only submit betas, Gammas and warriors, never an Alpha but in their human form, it was a complete different story..." She paused, glancing up at Skye, noticing her curiousity. She continued...

"The Nightmare is still trying to return." Luna's eyes widened. "What?" "The Dark Ones were just a distraction," the Moon Goddess said. "The Nightmare is gathering its strength, and it will soon be able to break free from its prison." Luna woke up, her heart racing. She knew that the Moon Goddess was right—the Nightmare was still trying to return. The next day, Luna told her parents about her dream. "The Nightmare is still trying to return," she said. Elara and Damon's expressions grew serious.